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Sep 17
It feels like yesterday
A dream that lingers, won’t fade away.  
Behind my past, beyond my future,  
A people that say is "over,"
I try to push it far from sight,  
But in my mind, it clings so tight.  
It won’t arrive today, but
My actions hold the key, even on the greyest day
Written by
Yasmine
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